In the quiet and deep palace, Yu Shinan had been waiting in the cold wind for some time.

The eunuch at the door held the dust and stood upright, with his head tilted up to the sky, and only regarded this Yu Shinan as air.

At this time, the eldest grandson Wuji walked slowly and waved his hand to his father-in-law at the door, and the father-in-law left.

There was no one around, and the eldest grandson Wuji walked in front of Yu Shinan and respectfully saluted: "Lord Yu, don't wait any longer, the emperor has already fallen asleep, if there is anything, let's talk about it as soon as possible." ”

"The old minister can wait here until the early dynasty."

"Hey, why do you bother? Your body can't stand such a toss. ”

"The old minister is in his last years, and he has long been useless to the Tang Dynasty, and the emperor has to rely on the younger generations to assist him after all, and the old minister will exchange his body for a future capable minister, which can be regarded as making a difference for the world."

"There are many talented people in the world, why is Lord Yu so stubborn about such a one? That Lu Yao does have a talent for poetry, but he is too arrogant and open-mouthed, Lord Yu can protect him today, and he may have violated the emperor's taboo in the future. Can Lord Yu protect him for a while, and can he protect him for a lifetime? ”

"Lord Eldest Sun, they are all still young people, we old people should give young people more opportunities and give them more opportunities to make mistakes! That Lu Yao really loves to get into trouble, but because of this, we should give him more opportunities to train well, so that he can be used by Datang in the future. ”

"Hey! Lord Yu said, how can the eldest grandson Wuji not know? Lord Yu values Lu Yao so much, but the emperor doesn't think so. The poem at the Lantern Festival, things can be big or small, after the emperor returned to the palace, the anger along the way has disappeared a lot, if Lord Yu tries his best to protect, the eldest grandson Wuji can also help from the side. ”

"Thank you! Thank you, Eldest Sun. ”

"Huh...... This is all a trivial matter, and Lord Yu doesn't need to thank him. It's just that it's waiting for things to be done without making a big fuss. You also know that the poems in the Lantern Festival have always been passed on by the people, if after tomorrow, Lu Yao's poem spreads among the people, which causes the contradictions between the Han people and the Turks, at that time, even if you and I block the heads to protect them, we can't keep it. The key to the matter is to see how the situation develops, if it is just a little ripple on the surface of the water, Lord Yu does not have to worry, but if it sets off stormy waves, Lord Yu should not be confused! ”

Yu Shinan nodded in a deep groan and muttered, "Yes! Whether it is life or death can only depend on the will of God. If it really comes to the point of irreconcilability, I hope that the eldest grandson can advise that it is enough to kill Lu Yao alone, and not to implicate innocent people. ”

Eldest Sun Wuji nodded: "Lord Chongyu's kindness, Eldest Sun Wuji will not shirk it." ”

……

And at this time.

The moon in Chang'an became soft because of a poem, and the moonlight poured down like flowing water, plating a layer of silver frost on this thousand-year-old city. caressing the hearts of the people of Chang'an, so that the people born in ancient times also tasted the taste of history.

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world......

Those returning steps seemed to be attracted by the melodious and not beautiful sound in the air, so that they involuntarily picked up the discarded lanterns again, returned to the edge of the stage, and re-examined this inconspicuous young girl.

Yu Qingqing was singing, looking at the bright moon from afar, she was singing, but she thought that she had toasted a glass of wine from the Moon Palace, and she was drunk in poetry, and she couldn't bear to look away for a long time.

The jade-white moon seemed to be ashamed. In a hurry, a thin cloud was held, covering the beautiful face, and everything became hazy. Such a dusty moonlight, because a few lines of poetry became more enjoyable, the little girl's heart had too many reveries, I don't know what kind of feelings Bai Song had when he looked at such a moon, so he could write such a chapter!

The moon is crooked, and it is the moon whispering affectionately. It's a feedback on the poems, so charming. There are stars in the sky, scattered as a little fluorescent, twinkling into the endless night.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

The little girl soothed the strings until the sound of the piano dissipated, and the whole Dongshi could only hear the faint whisper of the night wind.

All eyes converged, and a pair of shocked eyes seemed to be shining with crystal, which was a moving that could only be appreciated by the people in ancient times when poetry and literature were prevalent.

Yu Qingqing's nose was sour, she felt that Bai Song should not hide such a good word, this is selfishness to the world.

At the last moment, the little girl shouted at everyone: "Lyricist, Youzhou Bai Song!" ”

……

The prison of the Criminal Department, the chief trial has arrived.

There was a long silence in the cell, and no one spoke.

There seems to be something happening on the street outside, and by the moonlight above your head, you can recognize that it is already more than half of the third watch at this moment, and I don't know what the people of Chang'an are still playing in the lantern festival at such a late hour.

The presiding judge is an acquaintance.

Great acquaintances.

Master Li Jing, the secretary of the Criminal Department!

When Li Jing saw Bai Song, he was as shocked as Bai Song saw Li Jing.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the atmosphere was very delicate.

But because there were Lu Yao and Mingyue in the cell, neither of them knew what to say.

In the end, Li Jing pretended not to know Bai Song and asked about some things in the process.

For example, why did you write this song, why did you change this song, and why did you sing it at the lantern festival, etc.

Li Jinglai just went through the motions, after all, this matter was so angry that the emperor threw his jade wrench, in order to show his attention, it was not an exaggeration for Shangshu of the Criminal Department to interrogate him personally.

After a series of small inquiries, Li Jing also understood what happened.

Obviously, Bai Song was implicated, and this kid was dumb and couldn't say what he was suffering from.

Li Jing doesn't like Bai Song, but after all, he saved his life and gave him a great credit, because of this unwarranted disaster, he gave his life, it was too embarrassing.

Li Jing fell into deep thought, thinking about how to help Bai Song exonerate.

After going out to inquire with a few officials, I learned that Yu Shinan had personally gone to the palace to intercede with these people, but the result was not very good.

Li Jing has been in the officialdom for decades and quickly grasped the crux of the problem.

There was no superfluous nonsense, Li Jing only left one sentence in front of the cell: "Dead or alive, what words are circulating in the market after sunrise!" ”

After that, Li Jing put away his confession and turned to leave.

The three of them continued to face each other in the cell, and even Bai Song became worried.

Looking at tonight's lyrics, only Lu Yao's poem is obviously above everyone, and it should be in response to the situation, until the key point of the civil contradictions, which will inevitably cause discussion among the people.

At this time, the jailer brought good wine and food, but it did not bode well.

Lu Yao smiled, and directly grabbed the wine and took a big sip: "It's delicious!" We're full, and we'll hit the road together early tomorrow morning. My Lu Yao's lyrics must be spread all over the world, across the ancient and modern, and die without regrets, hahaha......"